This is going to be long, sorry. But you're under no obligation to read it. 

I wish I could meet a woman who would just love me for what I am. I come with a lot of issues but I also come with a lot of love. So much love. So much to give. And I’m just aching to give it to someone. But if you don’t meet today’s standards of what a man is supposed to be, I’ve found that women won’t give you the time of day. It’s sad. I’m a good man with a big man heart but I struggle with some mental shit, so women pass me up. They have no idea that they’re passing up the man who won’t cheat, won’t abuse, won’t take them for granted, and would envelope them with more love than they knew was possible. I’m the man who suffers when a woman leaves my arms. But all women see are my struggles. It makes it hard to keep putting myself out there like I do. Writing posts like this one. Still clinging to hope that maybe some day some good woman will actually see me and say, “Yes, I will take him.” So here we go again...

Hey there, I'm Vito. About me: I'm 46 male St. Louis. Divorced, no kids, INFP, a C-PTSD survivor, loner/introvert, cat dad, writer/musician, bookworm, inked, somewhat pierced, and an utter hopeless romantic. I love history and documentaries and comedy and Netflix and literature and old movies from the 40s and Harry Potter and Star Wars and LOTR and traveling and being a homebody/hermit. I spend most of my life in pajamas. I'm seeking something serious, a connection based authentic conversation and the sort of intimacy that comes from intellectual and emotional vulnerability.

My marriage fell apart two years ago. Since then life has mostly been about putting all the broken pieces back together. But some pieces are missing because they just shattered into powder. I've been struggling lately with sadness and loneliness on a level I didn't even know was possible. I do not miss my ex-wife, but I do miss having someone. And that is why I'm posting. I'm looking for the real deal. I'm looking for forever. 

When you're with me, you are well-loved and well-cared for. I dote on you. I cater to you. When my woman's back hurts, I rub it. When she cries, I hold her. When she's tired, I carry her to bed. When she's sick, I bring her blankets and tea. When she's feeling aroused, I service her (and in so doing, service myself). When she's old, I'll be right there with her. Old too. Still looking after her as best I can. I would see it as my job to keep romance alive. I plan dates. I keep things interesting. I leave notes in your purse or messages on the fridge for you. I surprise you. I regularly do things that keep you secure in the knowledge that it is YOU I love, that YOU are all I want or need. My love is a bottomless pit of devotion, care, reliability, consistency, and more affection than a woman could even handle.

As for as my ideal partner: I prefer short, chubby, introverted women who like animals and who come with a libido to match mine. NO KIDS, sorry.

Please, if you're not seeking marriage, don't waste your time or mine. I'm only interested in speaking with women who want the same thing I want.